Chat Tell Us Your Troubles Thread - advice & friendly chats

From what I follow, arent ya a programmer or something?Maybe ya cocked up the whole code at work and selective memory is saying for ya to get your ass moving, without telling where?

Or maybe ya just wanna get laid or something, ya keep complainin bout that

 

I couldn't give two shits about my code so getting laid is more likely to be the cause...
But then, as you said, that's nothing new. So why is it setting in now?

 

Stress?Cofee?Cheetos Overdose?Moster addiction?Alergies?

Or maybe just a emotional unbalance, or more personal issues might afect that, and make it pop up.

 

Stress, huh? But on a friday? Which is the day we usually relax from work? Seems strange...
I've been trying to reduce my coffee intake. It that's the reason for the anxiety then I was already a caffeine junkie and didn't know about it. Haven't had cheetos for ever. Don't take any drugs...

Umm, monster addiction? I don't quite even...

And the only allergy I'm aware of is to pineapples (I know. Not even I am sure how that works exactly). I steer clear of those, so nope.

 

Hey, its a thing.Dont have it, but its a thing.

Maybe its related to your diet?Hormonal issues?Alcohol?

Too many/little wenches?Maybe a sense of unfulfillment?Or just extreme boredom, and ya need to do something fun.

 

I'm still not quite sure what Monster Addiction is. As for these possible explanations, all valid (too little wenches), but again, those are not new. If something have triggered this, I need to find out what that is.

I jest a bit. But to be entirely serious, while I'm no stranger to anxiety, those usually come in waves. It settles in, makes me feel like shit, and then go away. I never had such a lasting feeling before. It's starting to frighten me.

Could be the heat, though. I hate this and it has been exceptionally hot lately and I hate this. There's little I can do, I'm already down to my boxers at home and I still can't bear this heat. Have I mentioned how I hate this?

 

pre sure he means monster the drink

 

He could've just said "Energy drinks". And the answer would be "no". The things that ran through my mind are too nasty to speak of here... like pocket monster addiction (which is also a thing).

 

tbf, monsters are tasty af

 

i ate a manticore once
it tasted like chicken

 

did you char grill it?

 

Well, I'm back.
School goes back in a week, but I (think I) know what I'm doing. I'm probably going to just work out what to do next as it comes instead of worrying or wondering about the future. I am also going to stop prioritizing her so much. I really like her, I know that for sure, but what are the chances that a relationship formed in year 10 is going to last until university and beyond? Recently I realised that there are a hell of a lot more important in my life going on at the moment. Despite, this I'm still going to try, because if I can get into a decent relationship, I might actually feel happier then I have been in a while, but I'm going to take 'small steps', then slowly build up to bigger ones, and so on. But honestly, I think I've been getting to a point where I am starting to obsess over her.

 

i approve this message

but also you don't need to go into a relationship expecting it to last forever.
relationships can be good even if they don't last.
so long as you come out of it a better person, i think it's a good one.

 

Um, you didn't hear this from me, but sometimes it's helpful to have a relationship simply to experience having a relationship. Please don't take this to mean "Sleep around, yeah baby!", because that's not what I mean.

Sometimes, people grow/mature because they are get more responsibility thrust upon them. Being in a relationship is more responsibility than being single, even if you don't take it seriously (still gotta answer calls!). Being in a relationship and trying to make it work is a huge signal to yourself, that you want to do your best, you want to present yourself well, and you also start to think/care about someone else.

As rhomboid said, you don't go into a relationship for a "guarantee" of a future. You go into a relationship because the chance of it working out (>= 0%) is better than the chance of it working out if you never start (0%).

Even if the relationship goes horribly wrong on the first date, you now know more about what you want or what you don't want. Heck, if it goes horribly wrong on the first date, you'll have a hilarious story to tell later, once you get over the fact that it sucked and didn't work out.

Oh, and I recommend just going out for coffee or lunch somewhere, because it's cheaper for you (if you have to pay) and it's less formal than dinner+movie. However, it's not nearly as romantic, so you gotta make that call.

 

Hello. First of all, great thread! Nice of you all to help others and stuff.

Alright, so i've been having a really hard time being involved with my life, and i'm beginning to not care about anything. Like, I used to care about grades and stuff, but now i'm starting to think that my grades and academic performance are unimportant. I used to talk to a lot of people, but now I just cut contact with 70% of my friends, and rarely converse with the rest. I feel no motivation to do anything waking up in the morning, and literally just do nothing all day when I have free time. Nothing is interesting anymore. I'm starting to not eat anything due to the fact that I could simply care less. The only things I still care about are trivial. As in the fact that I cannot walk on sidewalks due to the inconvenience of having to step over each break in it with both feet or else it feels wrong. Same thing with washing my hands over and over again. I spend hours a day just washing my hands, trying to make them feel clean enough. And keeping everything "even" as you might say, like, not visually, but like, i have to touch something with both my hands, or my other hand feels almost hollow.
What do I do?

 

This sounds like a clear cut case of depression and OCD. It's... quite sobering seeing how common those are.
I can't tell you what you should do. I'm in no better position myself. I can't keep friendships for more than an year. People just drift away from me and forgets me with astounding ease. I dropped out of university due to being sick and tired of it. But I still have no clue what I want. Since I was born on a fairly gilded cradle, I figured I could just coast about daddy's money forever. Never cared much about the future, and am still somewhat amazed (and a bit disappointed) that I'm still alive. But those feelings didn't sit well with me after all.

What I did, however, was to strike out. Forced myself to do something. I'm not telling you to do that, frankly that was a rather stupid decision of mine. But putting myself in dire straits gave me a boost of self-preservation and survivalism that drove me forward. I moved out of my house, on my own with nothing but the clothes I owned and what money I managed to save up from my previous job, found a place far away from home, and fought tooth and nail for dear life. I starved. I was dirt poor. I slept on a mattress on the ground in a living room and cooked on a makeshift frying pan atop a simple stove. But I managed to find better footing here, I'm living fairly well now. I still don't know what I want, but I did find out that standing still was not the way to figure that out.[DOUBLEPOST=1422054567][/DOUBLEPOST]I think I should also add that I did what I did for more than because of depression. I mean, it had much to do with that, but my depression was more of a symptom of something than the cause. I had to get away from all of that.

 

Go to a shrink. There's no shame in it and they're there to help you.
Agree with the depression and potential OCD (although the OCD symptoms don't sound too bad yet unless you're seriously damaging your hands).

 

Uhhhhhhh...

Hi...

I ummm, don't know where to start.

 

Eh it's not too bad, my skin flakes off and that's about it, other than the occasional cut from my skin splitting open (lovely). Besides, i'm still kind of young, don't have a job, and my parents are those kind of people who go "You're just faking it for attention." whenever I say something's wrong with me. So i'm not gonna look for any help from them. Besides, they already hate me for screaming at them to wash their hands to exactly my specifications. And I really wish I didn't, it's seriously fucking up my family. Thanks for the advice though.

Hm.
I'll take all that into consideration then. Thanks for the help, friendo.

 

It's funny how I hated Jason Brody's character in Far Cry 3 when he resembles me so well. Except I'm yet to become a murderous jungle warrior.
But then I played it a bit further in the main story and, while I still disapprove of his absolutely douchey persona, I completely understood his reasoning for wanting to stay in Rook Island. He felt in control of his life for the first time, he felt like he was making a difference there. For him, that pirate infested savage jungle hellhole was becoming more attractive than going back home and to his former self. It was all still an adolescent power fantasy trip but he would take that over his previous life in a heartbeat. And I unexpectedly jived with it.

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anywhere is fine, friend.